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Stones, stripes and happiness – Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #37: History

This week Patti challenges us with:

For this week’s Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #37, we invite you to capture history.

History can be personal or public. It can last for a moment, a decade, or a century. It is local, national, or international. It can be a monument, a relic, a person, a place, or a memento. It’s totally open to your interpretation.

Well where to start, and how to limit my response!  When we are away visiting places they are generally ancient or historic sites – we are keen consumers of the heritage industry, though we do not limit ourselves to those places that are handed to us on a plate.

Therefore my first choice will be unsurprisingly, one of the many stone circles we have visited, under the category of ‘Ancient history’.  This is Glenquicken, in Dumfries and Galloway, where we visited last year.  While not the hardest to find, it certainly was not the easiest to reach, and if it had not been for the dry summer we would not have been able to reach it.

‘Stone histories’, Dumfries and Galloway, 2018.LAPCHistory

Given I have been scanning a number of old photos recently, and some of you will have seen my posts about them, my second choice will be from the category of ‘Family history’.  This photo is probably of my paternal grandmothers father, I will have to find out.  He definitely served in India, in fact I was told he had been everywhere apart from Germany!  He was a Sergeant, becoming a colour Sergeant eventually, the initials in the top left are JAH, but I am a little less sure of those on the bottom right, so I will hunt down his name and find out!

‘Uniform histories’.LAPCHistory2

And finally under the heading of ‘Personal history’ a photograph of my wife on what was our first visit to Castlerigg stone circle, when we were on honeymoon.

‘Happy histories’, Castlerigg stone circle, Cumbria, 2011.Flying over Keswick

Ken

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George who?

So another photo from the series of scans I have been making of old family photos.  I just particularly like this one, though once again I have absolutely no idea (yet) of who George is.

The text on the reverse reads – “George and I taken this fall after the leaves had nearly all gone from the trees;  His expression is not very pleased, as he wanted to take the photos while his mother and I pozed”

WhoGeorge

Ken

I could have a story to tell.

So following on from yesterdays photos, recently scanned from an old family album, I thought I would share this one as well.  He looks like there are plenty of stories he could tell.  I think authoritarian would be the immediate word that would spring to mind as I look at this photo.

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And does that say ‘Judge Cope’ or ‘Judge Pope’ or maybe neither!  Neither surname is one I recognise from the family, so how this fits in the album is yet another mystery to explore, but I get the feeling this gentleman may be quite visible if I go looking for him.

Ken

Clarence: Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgia

This week the WPC asks us to: show us what nostalgia means to you — perhaps a moment or scene that makes you feel wistful, happy, sad, or somehow longing for the past. It might be with friends, family, or by yourself — anywhere, anytime of year.

At the end of last year I had been scanning in photos from an old family album, mostly pre and early 1900’s, this project has been on hold since moving house, but hopefully it will be something I return to soon.

I knew I would use one of these photos when the subject was set, but which one.  This chap is quite dapper and while I would not change some of the luxuries of today, there is something to be said of the simpler times of the past.

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The reverse of the photo is titled “Clarence Hicks – March 1874”, which makes this gentleman a member of my paternal grandmothers family, she was born in 1900, so he must I guess be her Uncle.

And of course this makes me nostalgic for the all to brief time I knew my grandmother for.  For her stories of the 1920’s, playing piano for the silent movies, her little sketches, the pasties, stories about her father, and just for the very fact she was the one who stoked the fires of creativity within me.

And so when this project is over, I must find some photos of her.